My daughter’s last dog was a rescue from Cyprus. He was an absolute nightmare but she loved him until he got out and was run over a year ago.
Now she has adopted a little dog whose owner has died. He’s as good as gold and was adored by his old owner. Her friends are collecting him tomorrow to take him to the old lady’s funeral. She asked to be buried with a photograph of him.
Isn’t that a lovely thing to do?
Richard Osman and his House of Games
Wedding Present Dinner Service.
Sudden pain in back of leg behind knee
My daughter is lying about me and editing me out of her life.

